A reflection on January

We’re officially a month into 2016! That was fast.

 

Here’s a reflection/update on my January resolutions:

  1. Drink at least 2 liters of water every day.

I was actually pretty good at this, and it got easier and easier each day. If I’m being honest, I probably didn’t hit my goal about 4 times. Two were days I was in a car for about 5 hours and I didn’t want to have to pee for the whole ride, and I didn’t drink much the evenings after those rides because I didn’t want to have to pee all night either- the other two were just forgetfulness or laziness. Alex joined me on this endeavor, and he found it easy from the very beginning because he was pretty much doing this every day naturally anyway.

There’s honestly a small part of me that wonders what the benefits of that level of hydration are- why am I drinking when I’m not thirsty? Is my body’s natural instinct just a little bit stunted? It worries me a bit that it’s so easy to drink that much water- it sort of makes me want to test whether I can still go with the amount of water I was consuming previously. I feel like I’ve created a new necessity for my body that it didn’t have before. Isn’t it more advantageous to require less water to function properly? I don’t know.

  1. No unnecessary shopping.

This was probably a little too easy- I don’t shop for pleasure too often, and while the mood struck me a few times, it was easy to squash because a) the resolution, duh and/or b) it’s snowy and cold outside.

  1. Read a book. [Note: this is going to be a goal every month]

I did not finish a book this month. I started and got a few chapters into “The Changeling of Monte Lucio,” a recommendation from my aunt- she and I tend to really like the same books and she lent this to me many months ago. Unfortunately, I got a little bored. Perhaps it’s my fault because I adamantly avoid reading the blurbs of books I plan to read, but the title suggested to me this would be a fantasy book. Instead it’s chock full of political/royal backstabbing and mind games, which to be fair I also enjoy reading about but the mood to continue just didn’t strike me during the month.

There was an interesting and unexpected side-effect of this “monthly resolution” attempt that I noticed this month. I actually thought to myself thing like “Oh, this is a resolution in the coming months- I can try to do this more often now just to make it easier then.” For instance, I’ve worked out almost every day for the past 3 weeks, when fitness wasn’t my goal until later this year. I was also very aware of how often I was eating out- another month’s resolution. Anyway, just an observation.

A quick note for next month- I swapped my August and February resolutions. I’m going to be waking up at the same time every day this month, and in August I’ll eat out only once a week. I did this mostly because when setting up my August resolution, I realized I naturally tend to wake up much more easily in the summers and I’m never as tired- I feel like I need this push in the wintertime when I’m feeling sluggish and have a lot of sleep issues. That, and I a lot of celebrations are happening this month and multiple food-related plans have already been made… oops >.>.


January was very… full. I learned a lot about myself.

A childhood/family friend of mine who I kept light contact with over the years committed suicide on January 8th. All I could feel for days was regret and panic. Would my talking to her more often and recently have helped at all? Are any of my friends suffering this badly right now? Who do I need to approach? How can this have been such an invisible problem? Why is death so unpredictable? I still don’t know what to do with myself, except to try and be more direct and open with my feelings for people and to attempt to communicate how important they are.

My own fear and sense of mortality aside, the more important consequence of this horrible event was the shockwaves the event sent through our South Asian community back in Phoenix. Mental health is not something that is freely discussed in our culture, though of course our (post or early immigration, 1st gen-ish) generation is a little better at addressing it, and seems to be continuing to do so after our friend’s death. I’ll probably never know the specific circumstances and reasons for her decision, and I’m not making any assumptions here; but until now I have never appreciated how immensely lucky to have grown up with the “Western” understanding of the importance of mental health, without the shadow of taboo.

I have never said this to anyone before, but I’m very afraid of death. I’m afraid of freak accidents and sickness, my own death and others’ who I love, and the finality, the change of plans, the suddenness. I think about it at least once a day, but I’m trying not to. I think the best thing to do is to try to live.


 

And I’ve definitely lived this month. I went on two ski trips- the first one I went skiing, the second one I learned to snowboard! I like both pretty equally, though snowboarding is a lot less scary for me.

I made good progress in my research and have a tentative plan for before next year’s graduation. I don’t want to jinx anything with sharing potential dates and whatnot, so I’ll wait to post anything for when things are officially scheduled.

Alex introduced me to podcasts with a bunch of episodes of “Planet Money” on our mini road trips to the ski resorts. I’ve been addicted ever since- I know am way behind the times, but I’ve never really known what Podcasts are, and wasn’t fully aware that they were free. I’m very happy to say they’ve consumed my life. Some of my favorites are “Note to Self,” “TED Radio Hour,” and “Hidden Brain.” I’m a little bit overwhelmed with how much there is to listen to. I usually begin listening on my walk home from work (if I listen on the way there, I won’t stop and I’ll be distracted the whole day), and during any tasks that don’t require a lot of focus- plotting data, doing laundry, tidying, cooking… and while I’m fully aware that this is completely neglecting the whole “being present” issue that is touted as a way to lead a full life, I’m really happy with how much I’m learning.

 

This month was productive for me in many ways- certainly in measurable and visible things like work, but I think I made progress with mind and body as well.

 

 

 

 

 

“Go forward with joyful confidence”

i resolve to take care in everything i do: mundane daily rituals, my work, my words, and my relationships with anyone. i resolve to push myself, but not hurt myself; to only revel in the day’s accomplishments, not just the presence of downtime; to eliminate wholly lazy days; to limit binges on fiction, and to learn to appreciate the world around me more than those i read about and watch.

i resolve to take care of my body; to stretch and exercise and increase my endurance to become functional as a human animal; to eat well without sacrificing enjoyment of my food; to find the optimum amount of sleep for me and get it consistently (because it’s honestly appalling that i haven’t realized this detail yet); to meditate when i need to, and to try not to turn to drugs when i can’t sleep.

i resolve to stop putting so much store in things like luck and fate; to stop blaming myself for things that are out of my control; to not get discouraged when looking in the mirror or at pictures; to remember that regret and shame are wastes of emotion if you’re not learning anything from them, and jealousy is never beneficial to anyone. i resolve to consider as many points of view as possible, and to react carefully and with consideration of others while remaining truthful.

i resolve to work hard, worry less, and enjoy more.

“Hakuna Matata”

It seems that If I anticipate that I’m going to be sad, it’s a good idea for me to do something that will continue making me happy even after I’ve done it- like a project that I can see the results of (maybe art for some people), learning a new piece I’ll be able to pick up and play later, cleaning/organizing something, decorating, or cooking a tasty meal that’ll last a bit.  I just cleaned my apartment really thoroughly for the first time in a while today, and it feels nice just being in it right now. I guess it might not work for all people, but I think I like my surroundings to make me happy and I feel good after hard work, so it’s a nice fit for me.

I’ve noticed recently that over the last couple of years I’ve had pretty good luck in life in that when sad things happen; I am often soon presented with things that cheer me up. It’s almost like life is trying to keep me from having nervous breakdowns by distracting me from things. To give context to the last few  thoughts: today, my closest friend in this town moved away permanently. It’ll be really hard for me to get used to his absence since we spent the majority of most days with one another. That said, and the reason for my previous two thoughts is that I have so many things to look  forward to. It seems like a string of good, distracting events coincidentally begin just as he leaves. It kicks off with a visit from two close friends from my undergrad, who I’m picking up from the airport tomorrow. I have a feeling that my friend leaving hasn’t quite hit me (he left about 12 hours ago), but I figure I should squeeze all the positivity I can out into written word for future reference if I feel down later.  Without further ado:

Things to look forward to this summer:

  • Ishan and Trevor visiting- tomorrow!
  • Caitlin moves here- Thursday!
  • Ma visits (Yellowstone and Ikea and wonderful things)- 6/19
  • Cinderblock and Mike visiting- 6/28
  • Vegas with the best people- 7/11
  • Productivity in lab and school (hopefully this summer will result in a paper?!)
  • Tubing in a real river- July
  • Parties
  • Catching up in Naruto
  • House and roommates- 8/1
  • Getting back into TKD after almost an entire semester off – back to class on Monday!
  • Getting into shape in general
  • Reading everything (please give me recommendations- your favorite books)
  • Perhaps beating a videogame for the first time in years- I’m thinking Windwaker since I never actually finished it.

I feel good right now- today was productive. I helped my friend finish packing; I did good work at school for how long I was there; I tried boxing for the first time today, and I’m shaky and sore but it feels good; I cleaned, as I mentioned; and I watched some episodes of a mindless anime while eating puffy Hot Cheetos (those who know me will know how this makes me feel).

This past week has been fun- I went downtown a few times with friends, spent some hours with a discoball and a fog machine with just 3 others lounging on the floor of a studio apartment watching music videos and eating old pizza, took a tour of the Annheiser-Busch brewery, ate delicious Indian food (restaurant as well as cooked by me- here’s what I made: http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/aarti -sequeira/chicken-in-creamy-tomato-curry-chicken-tikka-masala-recipe2/index.html with pulau), took a mini road trip, got good yield on my monomer, and had an awesome farewell dinner for our deserters with some of my favorite people here.

Me and the deserter

I’m going to be fine- something I was worried about since I’ve been dreading this day for a while- and I am very lucky to have so many good things available to me. Even if I didn’t have such visible things to look forward to as I’ve babbled too much about in this post, I think I (and most people) should always be able to find good things if I look hard enough. It’s just sometimes hard to remember that when stuck really far into sadness or apathy or grumpiness. At the very least, we’re all alive and as long as we’re not undergoing significant physical pain or issue, that’s probably a good place to start when looking for things to be happy about.